In that slightly dim room, Suchen took a deep breath and began preparing for this difficult operation. He slowly reached out his fingers and gently untied the sash of his resplendent attire, shedding the garments that symbolized his status in the palace one by one, every movement carrying a sense of resolute determination.
Before long, he changed into a set of tattered clothes. The fabric was coarse and dark, patch upon patch, making him look even more wretched than an ordinary commoner, almost giving the impression that his circumstances were even more destitute than those of the lowest peasants.
Looking at the shoes on his feet, their appearance was bizarre. They looked like ordinary height-increasing shoes, but actually concealed a profound trick: neatly arranged within the middle layer of the soles were rows of thumb-sized gold bars. This was his backup plan prepared just in case.
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